Part 117 (1/2)

Ah, Ben! II. 110.

Ah, Bianca! now I see, II. 132.

Ah, cruel love! must I endure, I. 90.

Ah! Lycidas, come tell me why, I. 229.

Ah, me! I love; give him your hand to kiss, II. 91.

Ah, my Anthea! Must my heart still break, I. 27.

Ah, my Perilla! dost thou grieve to see, I. 8.

Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly, I. 165.

Alas! I can't, for tell me how, II. 159.

All are not ill plots that do sometimes fail, II. 162.

All has been plundered from me but my wit, II. 90.

All I have lost that could be rapt from me, II. 212.

All things are open to these two events, I. 227.

All things decay with time: the forest sees, I. 25.

All things o'er-ruled are here, by chance, I. 248.

All things subjected are to fate, II. 7.

Along, come along, II. 148.

Along the dark and silent night, II. 214.

Although our sufferings meet with no relief, II. 163.

Although we cannot turn the fervent fit, II. 192.

Am I despised because you say, I. 75.

Among disasters that dissension brings, II. 75.

Among the myrtles as I walk'd, I. 132.

Among these tempests great and manifold, II. 147.

Among thy fancies tell me this, I. 162.

And as time past when Cato, the severe, II. 124.